Feb 2019
Bound by mind,
Bound by thought,
Bound by vision,
Bound by lack;
So I sell my sovereignty,
And give away all my rights,
Turn in my opportunities,
And auction all my needs;
At every campaign rally,
I am here, sweaty,
And they are there, jolly,
Same cyclical untruths;
But do I care?
I am in love with them,
My tormentors-in-chief,
Enslaved to serve.
Bound by thought,
Bound by vision,
Bound by lack;
So I sell my sovereignty,
And give away all my rights,
Turn in my opportunities,
And auction all my needs;
At every campaign rally,
I am here, sweaty,
And they are there, jolly,
Same cyclical untruths;
But do I care?
I am in love with them,
My tormentors-in-chief,
Enslaved to serve.
Nigerians will go to the polls to elect a president for the next four years. They really have a choice between two old horses and a couple fresh faces - for those who've accepted cruel fate, they'd take whatever comes in form of handouts, peanuts and wait out the next four years in abject penury.
